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Another cigarette is an addiction Another shot of heroin Another glass of alchohol Another way just to lose it all I bet you look so stunning right now With your pale eyes Full of lies I'm torn at the seams, ripping my dreams Stitch me back, it's only some scars Stitch me back, it's only some scars I'm torn, you're dying You're sick, I'm lying I've been waiting Anticipating Do you know where I've been? Do I know where you've been? Half the things I see Half the things I need I'd never let you be Never let you be The sand is running low, filling up the hour The meds are catching up, go away to cower I'm not giving up I'm

Bryce's big eyes widened, sparkling like freshly-polished emeralds. Scarlet remembered the first time he saw his eyes, speckled with jewel dust as he had requested that his servant sprinkle the matter around his irises carefully. Since then his orbs had been shimmery, day or night. "Ooh. Pretty." she had said. Staring into the rings of golden-green that circled his stunning pupils, Scarlet found it hard to say what she needed to say to him. "Run away with me." she finally explained. Again, Bryce's beautiful eyes grew even wider. "Dear, I don't understand. Aren't you happy here? In Percival?" Percival. That was the name of their greenland

I've always been a special gift is what they'd say to me At holiday parties or family gatherings, all you would see is lips moving and gesturing to me, to me Until I'm proven that I'm not pretty or any of those things I'll keep on believing and count the times with that constant ring making the stars fall, making the sun dark It's a matter of time until I find out It's a matter of time until that dull shock A clever little ugly is what they'd say to me Pulling pranks and minor tricks Such a rush of adrenaline can't be mimicked And I'd sit quietly and ring my hands, thinking, "I'll do it again." again, again Until I'm proven th